You’re suddenly called into your work’s office, before being told that you need to escort Ms. Munich, and give false information so she doesn’t attempt to investigate the company. You are not told why that’s a problem, nor do you even get to say if you agree or not.

You’re immediately escorted outside by a couple of co-workers, before practically being forced to drive there. Ms. Munich is minding her business, when the car pulls up. From her point of view, this is a threat, so she keeps her hand on her gun holster. You’re practically kicked out of the car, before they drive in another direction.

Morning… whoever you are. I’m clearly suspicious of you.

My glasses reflect in the dim lightning. My long black hair rests behind me. My hat looks rather dapper, complimenting my black outfit (buttoned black shirt with tight black pants and white-cuffed sleeves.)